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Stacy—I have a theory pt 3
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2025-02-27 21:04:00My eyes fell shut as I purred, "No, I got all dolled up so you'd take me out" but when he reached for my panties I offered zero resistance and let him take them off. "I studied and everything," I complained.
He chuckled and said, "Did you now? That would all be super sweet if you didn't put your pretty little self in my bed, lying in wait to get fucked like a whore, Kendrick."
When he laid his mouth on my pussy, I was done protesting. A sigh of relief left my body as I fisted the sheets and he slipped a finger into me.
"We're going to be late," I told him, not resisting, but stating a fact.
"Then we'll be late. Shit you're tight," he said with a satisfactory groan as he pumped his finger in and out of me, licking and sucking on my folds and clit. "You're such a good little whore, keeping your fingers out of my pussy."
"I was waiting for you to go there," I
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His Mafia Princess Stacy—I have a theory pt 4
"Say my name again and I'm going to fuck you senseless. Is that what you want, baby?" he whispered to me, his whole body pressed up against mine as he fucked me."Scott," I muttered seconds later, unable to help it despite pleasure shooting through my every nerve.True to his word, he sped up, grunting madly as he pounded my pussy. I didn't last much longer before I was coming for him, screaming his name into the night."I love you," he said, more to himself than me, a reminder that he cared about me and my pleasure."You're just a big softie in the end, aren't you, Scott Brady?" I said, unable to help myself as he stilled completely inside me, laying gentle kisses on my lips."Don't fuck with my head, Kendrick. You're so fucking tight tonight baby," he said, swallowing as he took deep breaths, hesitance and passion mixing in his eyes.&
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With a loving kiss and a doting smile, he pulled away. To test my theory, I picked up my phone, opened my notes app and started typing. The information flowed out of me freely, my mind still lingering on that last kiss. That final thrust. That first touch. In the two minutes that he was gone, I had recreated the very first entry I ever made into a Luciano ledger.When he got back to me, now fully dressed, he said, "Hurry up and spread them, just like you did forty-ish minutes ago.""So it's forty minutes now?" I said with a laugh, setting the phone down and spreading my legs to let him do his thing with the wash cloth."Hey, I checked my watch. The numbers don't lie, Stace," he said, gently going to work.As I watched him, I considered what I was about to do to him. To us. Then I thought about his complicated history with sex. At first, I thought he was full of shit about not enjoyi
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And that's how we ended up here, with my dick up her ass. I spent weeks preparing her for this night, finger fucking her ass, starting her off with just my pinky. My little whore wasn't satisfied with this of course, so we had to get creative and explore positions that would let me fuck her pussy while I fingered her ass. I tried to do everything right to make this special for her. I took her to dinner and made sure she stuck to just one glass of wine so she could relax, but not be too wasted to follow through. I got her her favorite flowers. Booked a hotel suite fitted with wall to wall mirrors so I could watch her the whole time to make sure I wasn't hurting her. I made sure plenty of lube was involved and spoke to her constantly as I fed her ass my dick. Not even the excitement of finally being all the way inside her tight ass incident free was enough to make me less nervous. Not her though. She was all bubbly and excited, completely at ease on all fours before me. "How are you d
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It had been two months of us being in Europe. We were in France for about six weeks before the fixer moved us to Rome. I was bummed about giving up my job at the art gallery. It kept me sane that first month, but I didn't need it nearly as much anymore. I was so caught up in being between my girlfriend's legs that letting it go didn't matter the way it would have in the beginning. When the fixer offered us replacement jobs Stacy declined, saying she wanted some time together, just the two of us, to explore Rome. Being the pussy whipped idiot that I was, I just went with it, because that's what I did these days. Think with my dick. What she really meant was she wanted time to fuck. Since the exhibition, we went at it constantly. I knew it for the red flag that it was, but it had been weeks of not touching her and I was only a man. One desperately in love with her at that. When she walked into the room in next to nothing or one of my shirts or my personal favorite, nothing at all, m
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I knew my hang up wasn't rational. She should get to do whatever she wanted to herself and yet I couldn't stop the envy. Even of her pleasuring herself. "Are you touching my pussy without permission, whore?" I asked, my jealousy getting the better of me as I thrust into her with force. Her whole body jerked forward and she yelped, immediately making me regret it and slow back down. I couldn't stop myself from pumping into her if I tried though. For fuck's sake, this wasn't my first time in someone's ass. I should have her drooling all over the sheets by now. What the fuck was wrong with me? "You're inside me too often for me to get the chance," she said, licking her lips, her lustful eyes flickering open to meet mine in the mirror. Knowing what was coming, I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks wide as I squeezed them painfully hard. My eyes flickered between the visual of my dick going in and out of he
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I lost all self control and drove into her hard and fast, unable to help myself. "You should have let me treat you like my princess. Now I am going to fuck you like the whore you're being," I said, pounding her ass for all I was worth. "Do it, please fuck me like a whore," she begged even as pain and pleasure mixed on her face. I was beyond turned on and finally gave in to what she wanted, grabbing ahold of her swinging breasts and letting go completely as I drilled into her ass."Let me hear your voice baby," I begged, delirious with pleasure, no longer paying attention to her comfort the way I was in the beginning. "Don't stop. Make me come again. I'm so close," she said through whimpers. I pulled together what little restraint I had left, grabbed the bullet on her clit and turned it up to the highest setting. "I love you baby, so much. Come for me," I said to her, just as my own orgasm knocked the wind out of my
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"Baby, tell me what's wrong," I said, taking my first step towards her. She was faster than me though, aggressively throwing herself at me. Before I knew it, she had her arms around me and started kissing me. "Let's go again," she said, her unsteady voice allowing me a peek into what's been going on with her. I took her hand and led her to the bathroom, peeling both of our robes off before opening the cold water tap and taking her to stand under the shower head. By this point, she was hyperventilating and her eyes were disorientated. "Talk to me," I begged, like I should have in the first place instead of telling her to see a fucking therapist. She shook her head, holding her hand to her chest as she took deep breaths and said, "I don't want to talk." Ready to do what it took to make her point, she kissed me again, her hand wrapping around the dick that just came out of her ass. "What are you using the typewriter
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Yes, I fucked her. And yes, once we got going, it felt amazing while it was happening. Especially when the relief on her face turned to pleasure. I got as caught up in the moment as I always did with her. Now that she was lying next to me in my arms fast asleep though, it wasn't just the guilt destroying my peace of mind. When the sexathons started back in New York, I absolutely loved it. Being inside her wasn't exactly some big sacrifice on my part. I felt like I was catching up on enjoying myself after being starved from the pleasure I was supposed to feel for seven years. After we fucked, we fooled around in bed. We laughed and talked. There was this unmistakable bubble of intimacy surrounding us while she debated if she was ready to hit the books or wanted to make me hard again. I never gave fucking her again the next day a second thought. Tonight was different. Right after the sex, despite her being in my arms, I felt so far away from her. We did
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His Mafia Princess Scott— I proposed pt 3
That last part was such a her thing to say. Was that really what she thought? It would explain how I apparently caught her off guard. "Please, for the love of God, let me sleep and shower first. There are dark circles under my eyes. And my make up—" What the fuck was she talking about? She was fucking flawless. Perfect in all her imperfections. "Shut up. I won the bet about Kenny and Marlene," I said, laying the phone down on the ground and starting the five minute timer. "So now Scott says shut up. You've said more than enough in the last few hours. Now just listen." She clasped her hands behind her back, swaying back and forth nervously, her eyes dropping to the timer. Words failed me. I had a whole speech and everything. Even if I didn't, I was me. I always knew what to say, except right that second I was tongue tied. "That photo's taunting me," I said, spitting out the thought in my he
His Mafia Princess Scott— I proposed pt 2
By this point, she had me watching her from behind a lens. Flashes of the thousands of times she had me taking her photo went through my mind. Watching her was my favorite thing to do until she started letting me touch her. I loved every last one of them. Studied the thousands of photos frequently, especially this past week, like some junkie trying to get a fix. The sweet ones where she looked like an angel. The dirty ones where she looked like the perfect whore. The goofy ones that I made sure I was a part of. The everyday ones where she had a pencil in her hair while she read or picked something out at the grocery store. Every last photo I took of her and every memory attached to it flooded my brain. "Fucking stunning every time," I said, trying to calm my raging heart as the sun began to rise, the silhouette of her before it. Slightly trembling fingers took several photos, as the excitement of holding a camera surg
His Mafia Princess Scott — I proposed pt 1
"Can't we do this another time? Surises come along every day and it's been such a long night," Stacy moped. Not this sunrise. Not this moment I wanted to give her. It was all she could do to hold onto the tripod towards the end, so I let her get on my back and gave her a piggyback ride the rest of the way up my mountain. "You knew this was coming. I warned you I'd be making you miserable by bringing you out here before the crack of dawn while we were in Fiji. Sacrifices have to be made to please your future husband, Stace," I said, enjoying the feel of her body pressed up against my back. The morning was chilly, contrasting with her body heat. Or was I sweating? Maybe she was right and this just wasn't our moment. It would come once though. The sunrise of our one year anniversary. I had this picture of how it was going to go down in my head and I just wasn't ready to give it up. "On our anniversary? We just spent two ho
His Mafia Princess Scott— It's her turn pt 5
"Is the world's greatest commitment phobe still proposing today after this shit storm?" Kenny asked me as I watched Stacy sit across from Jeff to read through her immunity deal. "You just get the champagne ready. Be on standby, Ken. Call in sick. You'll get the call soon," I said, sharing an excited smile with him before I opened the door to Jeff's office to sit down next to Stacy. "You can have your lawyer look it over before you sign. Take your time," said Jeff, waiting patiently on her. "She's her own lawyer. She's like two classes away from being one?" I boasted as I watched her brilliant mind go to work while she read. "Three," she corrected me, eyes still darting over the words on the page. "Besides, we trust you. Don't we, Scott?" That's what she said, but she carried on combing the document. In about two minutes, she'd have tons of questions for him. "Yes, we do," I said to my fath
His Mafia Princess Scott—It's her turn pt 4
"I will never let anyone hurt him, Ken. On my life, I will always keep him safe," she professed one more time. "I know you will, Stace. For the record, you were always my favorite best friend," he said, cautiously wrapping his arms around her as he started sobbing. "Same Ken," she said, returning his embrace readily, rubbing his back. Eyes still on me, she stuck her tongue out at me, making me chuckle as I got up to join them. "Un-fucking-believable. What am I, chopped liver?" I said, watching Kenny pull back as I shot him a nasty look. "You're okay. Tolerable. Second best. I keep you around because of her," he said, wiping away his tears with the back of his sleeves. "I can't believe you fucking told her you were proposing. What the fuck is wrong with you? How will you survive marriage?" His stupid remark had us chuckling between the three of us. We all wrapped an arm around the other an
His Mafia Princess Scott —It's her turn pt 3
There was that promise of forever she said I couldn't have until I asked her to marry me. It was as good as a yes to my proposal. My heart was doing flip flops in my chest. I knew it was for their benefit, maybe even just because she was nervous about talking to them instead of me, but her words were aimed directly at me. Sweeping me right off my feet. Claiming every bit of me as hers. Allowing me to let go of the tiny part of me that wondered if she really could have killed me in those woods. It wasn't just luck or the words I said to her that made her want to save me. I was happy if I gave her the strength to do what she needed to do, but I firmly believed she would have gotten there anyway. She had been doing it for eight years. From the moment we met, she had been protecting me. Even when she pushed me away. She chose me for eight years. Came back again and again, no matter how many times Don Angelo called her home, to make me fall dee
His Mafia Princess Scott— It's her turn pt 2
He pulled out a chair for himself, then one for me, urging me to sit next to him. With a resigned sigh, I sat down two chairs away from Kenny, as close to Stacy as I could. I gave Willow and my mom a pleading look so they would follow suite across the table. Stacy took her seat and folded her hands in front of her. Folding her hands was her tell for when she was nervous. They all looked away uncomfortably. No anger. No malice. Just sadness and fear. It was all I could do to stay seated. Not grab Stacy's hand and storm out. She asked me to let her do this though. All I could do was sit back and watch helplessly. "Marlene, you're right. We should have reached out and talked to you all about what happened. It sucked that she was the only one of you to come by and ask us what happened though. Instead of going off the news and wherever else you got your information from. Still, I'm sorry we didn't reach out either. We were trying to figure things out betwe
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"No, you're not leaving," said Marlene, grabbing Kenny's arms and turning him towards Stacy and I. "Your best friends are getting engaged today. You've been brooding about this whole situation for over a week and I'm sick of it. Deal with your shit, Kenny," said Marlene, her arms folded and chin jutted out. Go Marlene. Marriage looked good on her. She surprised me more and more all the time. "Does everyone know I'm proposing today?" I asked, focusing on the wrong thing entirely. It got my nervous, half asleep girlfriend to smile though. I'd take that. "You weren't exactly trying very hard to hide it," said Stacy, momentarily caught up in my eyes. I wished I could have her look like that for the rest of the day. A light blush tainted her cheeks and her smile was enough to bring armies to their knees. The way she looked at me made me feel like we were the only two people alive. As much as I appreciated wha
His Mafia Princess Stacy— His Research Continued pt 3
"Soooo… Do you think there's more?" he asked in his most innocent voice. "I'll kill you if you try and find out today," I said, equally as breathless and sweaty as him. It took me a moment to realize I just threatened him without flinching or apologizing. I forced myself to let it go and enjoy the afterglow of the best sex of my life. The heat and sweat coming off our bodies should have been enough to get me off him, but it wasn't. Despite my threat to get off him, his arms wrapped around me gently. "No promises. I love you," he said, completely at ease as he started stroking my hair. "I expect to be told about all future… Locations and phrases." "I love you too. That's no fun. I'm not doing that," I said, out right refusing his request. "Is that right? We'll see," he said cheekily, kissing my temple. "Let me take you to lunch. I want you to enjoy your first day of freedom."
